I Begin To Think That

What Is Art But The Life Upon The Larger Scale, The Higher. When, Graduating Up In A Spiral Line Of Still Expanding And Ascending Gyres, It Pushes Toward The Intense Significance Of All Things, Hungry For The Infinite?

Never Say No When The World Says Aye.

Why, What Is To Live? Not To Eat And Drink And Breathe,—but To Feel The Life In You Down All The Fibres Of Being, Passionately And Joyfully.

Gaze Up At The Stars Knowing That I See The Same Sky And Wish The Same Sweet Dreams.

The Devil's Most Devilish When Respectable.